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Bookie Brunch: Christmas Edition!

Last night was Yule Eve (I celebrate midwinter). Being a Norwegian, that means having dinner with your family, opening presents and all that jazz.

This time the Bookie Brunch, an idea originated from Sasha Soren, is hosted over at Jennie’s Corner. The questions are related to this very season, and here’s my take on them.

What do you think of festive themed books?

I actually enjoy them. We have lots of them in Norway, and working in a library, I can see new ones being published every year.

Do you have a favourite christmas book to read? If so, What is it and why? or will you be avoiding them?

My favourite Christmas book is Letters from Father Christmas by J. R. R. Tolkien, one of my favourite authors. I am supposed to have a tradition of reading it every 23rd December, after decorating the tree, but the last few years I’ve been living alone and in Finnmark far from my family, and have therefore not been at home around Christmas. I hope to take this tradition up again at some point.

Letters from Father Chrsitmas

Happy Hollidays!

God jul!
Happy Yule!
Glædelig Jul!
Nollaig Shona!
Buon Natale!
Joyeux Noël!
¡Feliz Navidad!
Gleðileg jól!
عيد ميلاد سعيد!
Nadolig Llawen!
С Рождеством Христовым!
Craciun Fericit!
Hyvää joulua!
میری کرسمس!
Boldog karácsonyt!
Fijne Kerstdagen!
Wesołych Świąt!
メリークリスマス!
Καλά Χριστούγεννα!
Froehliche Weihnachten!
Buorit juovlat!
圣诞快乐!

God Jul!

Christmas is coming!

«Of course Santa Claus will come,» said Jimmy Martin confidently. Jimmy was ten, and at ten it is easy to be confident. «Why, he’s got to come because it is Christmas Eve, and he always has come. You know that, twins.»

Yes, the twins knew it and, cheered by Jimmy’s superior wisdom, their doubts passed away. There had been one terrible moment when Theodora had sighed and told them they mustn’t be too much disappointed if Santa Claus did not come this year because the crops had been poor, and he mightn’t have had enough presents to go around.

«That doesn’t make any difference to Santa Claus,» scoffed Jimmy. «You know as well as I do, Theodora Prentice, that Santa Claus is rich whether the crops fail or not. They failed three years ago, before Father died, but Santa Claus came all the same. Prob’bly you don’t remember it, twins, ’cause you were too little, but I do. Of course he’ll come, so don’t you worry a mite. And he’ll bring my skates and your dolls. He knows we’re expecting them, Theodora, ’cause we wrote him a letter last week, and threw it up the chimney. And there’ll be candy and nuts, of course, and Mother’s gone to town to buy a turkey. I tell you we’re going to have a ripping Christmas.»

From the short story «Christmas at Red Butte», in Lucy Maud Montgomery Short Stories, 1909 to 1922, written by L. M. Montgomery.